Our local Indian

This veteran was gone for a long time. He regularly roamed downtown with his bike dressed up as a fantasy horse , his body full of paint as you can see here. He liked to wear women’s clothes, so dressing up as a Roman soldier met several goals.

Our day was one of a lot of hard work, preparing for our little road trip to the south. It is amazing how much work it is toget a house ready for somebody else, in this case our house and dog sitter.

I was also able to blanch 2 pounds of beans, one pound of broccoli, half a pound of spinach , one fennel bulb and all the peppers that I had harvested from the yard
I hate to waste food.